From the Leopard Man's House in the perhaps appropriately named Loch na Beiste (loch of the beast) we headed back across the Kyle to the ferry slip and the delights of Buth Bheag.
We couldn't decide whether it was time for second breakfast or first luncheon, so we opted for coffee and cakes as "elevenses". Once again your testers can report that the quality, quantity and price from this wonderful wee deli are exceptional; and it's situated just 10 metres from a safe landing place. As a refreshment stop for hungry sea-kayakers, Buth Bheag scores 11/10! We'd certainly eaten well, whether from pub, deli or the meals we cooked ourselves. No need for dried food on this trip!
After passing under the Skye Bridge we turned west and paddled back towards Broadford. We would finish the trip in similar weather to that we'd started in, a glassy calm.
The bow of Morag's new boat made a nice reflection as we paddled leisurely along, not really wanting our small expedition to end.
We'd done a little over 80km in three days plus an evening's paddling; Janice and I had added about 20km to that during our "pre paddle paddle". So in terms of distance this was quite a short trip, but distance wasn't the point. Our trip, dictated as it was by the weather, had been all the better for having no schedule or firm plan.
Our lives are too much ruled by schedule and deadline. Perhaps the best thing about this trip was that we'd just kicked back and gone with the flow.